[words & music: Barthold]
An image of a wailing blackbird
Embedded in my chest
My heart bleeds the tainted purity
Of this emptiness
Heal these wounds of bitterness
That hurt in me
Released once again
The anxiety subjected
By a devotion - Dead I am rejected
What I have kept in my Heart so frail and cold
Vanishes into this
Nothingness that now unfolds
Heal these wounds of bitterness
That hurt in me
Released...